I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice

100 Words about Baseball

Why I Love Baseball

There is no clock
90 feet between bases is genius
There are secret signs
Hanging curveballs are sexy
Numbers are magic: 755, 56, 7, 61, 1.12
Tinker to Evers to Chance
Ivy at Wrigley
The Green Monster
The suicide squeeze
Cracker Jack
Walt Whitman liked it
Jackie Robinson and Pee-Wee Reese
It just feels American
The seventh-inning stretch
Superstition
Guys in tight pants
Bull Durham
Centerfield
There’s no crying in baseball
Cooperstown
A great play at the plate
Chatter
Pepper
High socks
Tradition
Spring training
Keeping score
The rubber game
The infield fly rule
162 chances

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Yesterday was fall

I said that jokingly yesterday, but it might have been true. Yesterday might have been the only glorious fall day that we'll have here this year. The weather was cool but not uncomfortable and the variegated foliage popped against a crisp, blue sky. I left work a little early, picked up Alex, and we went up for a walk at Foofy Private Girls' School near our house, where I took these: